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And am I like that? but what were you saying that your lover, Clodagh, was? 'She was a Poisoner. 'Then why call me Clodagh, since I am not a poisoner? 'I call you so to remind me: lest you lest you should become my lover, too. 'I am your lover already: for I love you. 'What, girl? 'Do I not love you, who are mine? 'Come, come, don't be a little maniac! I went. 'Clodagh was a poisoner....
From that moment to the moment when the Boreal bore me down the Thames, all the world was a mere tumbling nightmare to me, of which hardly any detail remains in my memory. Only I remember the inquest, and how I was called upon to prove that Peters had himself injected himself with atropine. This was corroborated by Wilson, and by Clodagh: and the verdict was in accordance.
Three hours I remained there, and, God knows, toiled hard for his life: and when I left him in the dark of the fore-day, my mind was at rest: he would recover. I slept till 11 A.M., and then hurried over again to Peters. In the room were my two nurses, and Clodagh. My beloved put her forefinger to her lips, whispering: 'Sh-h-h! he is asleep....
Evidently his name had been Riley, because mother was Mrs. Riley, and Clo was Clodagh because "that was a name in mother's family." The Sisters had been particularly kind. Mother had given Clo into their care, because she lodged, and had fallen ill, in the street of the orphan asylum. There had been a little money, which was placed in a bank for the child.
She was, in my opinion, the most superb of creatures, Clodagh that haughty neck which seemed always scorning something just behind her left shoulder. Superb! but ah I know it now a godless woman, Clodagh, a bitter heart.
'He is my nephew: I should know. But don't look dumbfoundered in that absurd fashion: I have no intention of poisoning him in order to see you a multimillionaire, and a Peer of the Realm.... 'My dearest Clodagh! 'I easily might, however. He will be here presently. He is bringing Mr. 'Clodagh. I said, 'believe me, you jest in a manner which does not please me.
"Oh, dear, what shall I do if he doesn't come?" Clodagh asked herself, thinking fearfully about the chauffeur and about Sister Lake. Just then the face of the ferret man appeared at the door. He glanced about, fixed the girl with his red-rimmed eyes, slouched into the room, and limped briskly to the table. "Hello!" he exclaimed, with a familiar grin, and pulled out a chair to sit opposite Clo.
Immediately a horrible row followed, for something fell to the ground: and at that instant, ah, I heard something a voice a human voice, which uttered words close to my ear the voice of Clodagh, for I knew it: yet not the voice of Clodagh in the flesh, but her voice clogged with clay and worms, and full of effort, and thick-tongued: and in that ghastly speech of the grave I distinctly heard the words: 'Things being as they are in the matter of the death of Peter ...
She had pictured him a dragon. The Angel loved him, but the Angel was such a saint, and would love any old husband. Clo expected to see a grumpy graybeard. Roger expected to see a washed-out invalid of indefinite type, a young woman of the shabbiest shop-girl order. What Clodagh saw, when she followed Mrs.
There without a word I left her among the shattered catafalques, for I was weary; but having gone some distance, turned back, thinking that I might take some more raisins from the bag; and after getting them, said to her, shaking her little hand where she sat under the roof-shadow on a stone: 'Good-night, Clodagh.
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